| In the cold dawns, suicidal thoughts
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| I took the only way out of the pen I had
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| I've been told that my songs would save lives
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| Sorry, but this one I made to save mine
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| Brother, even if I say no
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| The truth is that I care too much about your opinion
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| And I suffer a lot if I get rejection
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| I can sound strong with my words
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| But I'm so weak, I admit
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| If someone speaks well, I almost never believe it
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| If someone speaks badly, I take it to heart
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| I need to learn to deal with this shit before I go crazy
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| Or put a bullet in my head
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| I try to organize my neurons
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| Soon me who said to do a feat with God
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| Today I do a feat with my Demons
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| I remember the phrase that Brown said, «Jesus cried»
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| Today the pain tenant visited me
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| But as my grandmother used to say
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| Wrinkles also live in smiles
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| And tears also wet eyes with joy
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| My biggest sadness would be
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| If sadness left me one day
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| And leave me orphan of poetry
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| Better your company than walking with an empty soul
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| And that the poet only pen if he has melancholy
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| And if God made me this way, I have no other choice
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| It's up to me to put on the sheet what God put in me
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| I see the pain as a gift, I live it intensely
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| Because the sky sings louder on a stormy day
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| I need to say everything I want to say
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| That tomorrow I don't even know if I'm here
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| If someone hears me this sound, it's to let them know
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| That I saw the darkness but survived
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| I need to say everything I want to say
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| That tomorrow I don't even know if I'm here
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| If someone hears me this sound, it's to let them know
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| That I saw the darkness but survived
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| There are days when I think about stopping everything and staying in peace
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| I can't take it anymore
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| Is it worth fighting for ideals?
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| Vai Brazza moves forward without looking back
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| After all, do you want to be famous or do you want to be the best at what you do?
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| When I started to rhyme I dreamed of changing the world
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| Give back a little of the privilege that life has given me
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| Today I don't even know if I dreamed too much or if deep down
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| I'm just taking up space from someone who needs it much more than I do
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| If I didn't rap, what would I do?
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| I do not know
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| But you don't have to be too smart
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| To know that the truth is that
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| Our society has already been designed
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| For a guy like me to work out
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| It's easy to rap like this
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| Coming from where I come from
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| If the television tells me yes
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| If the police don't give me a bulletin
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| If in the end, the guys who die
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| Mistaken for bandits they are never the same as me
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| I am the heir of a past that I cannot escape
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| I didn't choose it, but at least the rap made me evolve
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| deconstruct
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| Accessing places and ideals that I would not have been able to on my own
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| And what society separated I saw rap unite
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| At a metro station, there on a free wheel
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| And that's when I stopped to reflect
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| Wow, imagine if the whole of Brazil was just like this here!
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| Maybe this is just another utopia that rap made me believe
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| A utopia that will never reach be
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| But you want to know just why a dream is impossible
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| That's no reason not to
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| Be the change you want
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| And if my dream dies, I hope it gains wing
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| And may be reborn in the heart of another kid
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| That one day listened to my rap
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| And he dreamed the same as Fabio Brazza!
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| I need to say everything I want to say
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| That tomorrow I don't even know if I'm here
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| If someone hears me this sound, it's to let them know
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| That I saw the darkness but survived
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| I need to say everything I want to say
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| That tomorrow I don't even know if I'm here
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| If someone hears me this sound, it's to let them know
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| That I saw the darkness but survived |